yeap. i took that long to finish studying. I spent 8 years in uni. first year was studying engineering and i hated that. well, hate was a very strong word, perhaps i just had no interest in that.
then i went to architecture, start from 1st year again. i like it, then i liked it very much (cause i was doing well) and then i was disappointed by it. (that's when i discover commercial architecture and how we work so f***ing hard to make the rich richer...). The unnecessary competitiveness in the industry and the amount of things put into a building, which could be left unused because the 'market' wasn't doing well; the working world waiting for me is of a profit driven slavery to the real-estate developers; all this depressed me alot. i thought about quitting. (some of my friends did when they realised that, and mind you, some of them are great students.)
then 5th year came. i participated in a social project, thinking i was just going for the sake of seeing different places. in helping a outcast family of the Roma people in a small town near Brasov (Roma are the gypsies, whom are usually poor. and we were working with the Roma outcast, the poorest of the poor) i learnt the meaning of what i can do. My efforts did change someone's quality of life.
From 6th year onwards, i seek comfort in this notion that one day i will be building/designing something beneficial to people. I've built stuff around the world (haha, it feels great to be able to say that) and i will continue to head towards that direction. this fuels me from the long hours of study and my current work.
This is a photo of my final year thesis model. It's about a village, more like a small town which has the values that i care for: social, community and environment. i PASSED, and am very happy about it (though i think i could have performed better had i not been such a lazy ass....) i did a thesis which has meaning, good meaning.
wow, 8 years.